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They splatter words into the atmosphere, decorating the space with linguistic revelations and insight. They weave terminology into sentences that blanket their passion As he challenges, she debates feverishly, it's a feat of wit and cognition. Laughter and glee fills their beings and she pauses, He says, "I honor thy stoic morning mask of incandescent art with a graceful bow" All the while her heart swells with the incandescent composition he delivers. His prose pauses her. His mind captivates her. His soul welcomes her. She's fallen for a global linguist, stunted in his travels due to a pandemic. He has no space for her existence in his heart's scape, Yet he leads her into this fantasy illuminated by the words he meddles. She continuously falls without hesitation or fear. Uncontrollable.
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Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 3:40 PM UTC
The Uncontrollable Incandescence
They splatter words into the atmosphere, decorating the space with linguistic revelations and insight. They weave terminology into sentences that blanket their passion As he challenges, she debates feverishly, it's a feat of wit and cognition. Laughter and glee fills their beings and she pauses, He says, "I honor thy stoic morning mask of incandescent art with a graceful bow" All the while her heart swells with the incandescent composition he delivers. His prose pauses her. His mind captivates her. His soul welcomes her. She's fallen for a global linguist, stunted in his travels due to a pandemic. He has no space for her existence in his heart's scape, Yet he leads her into this fantasy illuminated by the words he meddles. She continuously falls without hesitation or fear. Uncontrollable.
captivated beyond reason
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Feb 27, 2021
Feb 27, 2021 at 3:40 PM UTC
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